“Oh, God,” she gasped shakily. “I want you.”
I lifted my hands and brought them up to her chest, sweeping my thumbs along the twin peaks of her breasts softly once. Then, I slowly pulled the cups down her rib cage.
“Drop your top over your breasts,” I ordered.
She took a surreptitious look around, and then did as I asked, while giving me an unencumbered view of those pretty tits.
The second she was semi-covered by the shirt, I dropped my mouth to one of her nipples, and sucked it roughly into my mouth, using my teeth lightly before giving it a solid tug with my lips.
“Sweet baby Jesus,” she shivered, pulling back so that her nipple fell free of my lips. “Do this one, too.”
I growled in agreement, but since my mouth was now occupied with the other breast, I chose to grunt my reply.
In fact, I was so enraptured with what I was doing above, that I didn’t pay attention to her hands until she had me nearly freed of my loose knit shorts.
“Oh, fuck.”
Those were the words that fell from my lips when I felt her tiny hand close around me—or at least try to. Her fingers weren’t that long, and my cock was big, making it nearly impossible for any woman to do—let alone someone with small hands to begin with.
“I want you inside of me,” she said, leaning forward so that her breasts were pillowed against my chest, and her lips were only a hairsbreadth away from my ear.
She didn’t have to tell me twice. With a move that was startling to both of us, I reached past the tiny shorts she was wearing, and moved her bathing suit to the side before testing her readiness.
The moment I felt the slickness between her legs, I pulled her up to where she covered my cock with her hand, and then placed myself at her entrance.
She did all the work from there, and dropped her weight at the same time she removed her hand, allowing me to sink nearly all the way inside of her before she came back up, and dropped back down again.
The second pass had me buried so deeply inside of her that I felt her pussy rippling around my cock as she adjusted to me.
“You make me feel so full,” she gasped, shaking slightly in my arms.
And that was when I realized how fucked up it was that I was fucking her, in public, when she might not be ready for that.
I froze.
“Audrey,” I whispered, sorrow for what I’d just done leeching into my voice. “I’m so sorr…”
She started moving, effectively shutting me up with the rocking of her hips more effectively than a hand over my mouth would’ve been.
I grunted when she started to grind down, and my eyes darted around to see if I was being as loud as I felt like I was being.
The one and only person I could see was on the deck across the width of the ship, and there was no way that he could hear us over the wind of the ocean rolling over the ship.
The shadows were so dark where we were at that it was likely that nobody even knew we were there.
Not that there was even that many to begin with. It was pushing midnight, and most people were…
Audrey’s breast was suddenly in front of my mouth again, and I did what any sane man would do. I brought it in with my lips and sucked on it like a dying man wanting one last drink.
“Shit,” she whimpered.
I covered her mouth with my hand, and started to urge her hips faster.
The feel of her hot, wet pussy surrounding my cock felt so good that I knew that if I wasn’t careful, I’d go before she was finished. But with each gyration of her hips, I knew that I was fighting a losing battle.
She had me grunting with each downward glide, and before I knew it, my balls were drawing up in anticipation for the release I could feel right over the horizon.
Dropping one of my hands to one breast to play with her exposed nipple, I used the other to move down to her core, and rub the exposed bundle of nerves that was pulsing with energy.
Round and round my thumb moved as I prayed that she would come quickly so I could release inside of her…inside of her.
Oh, shit.
Just when I was about to stop her, she started to come, effectively wrenching away the one and only thread that was left of my control.
Her orgasm was like jumping into a pit of red-hot fire.
Her release poured through her.
Her juices bathed my cock, and my eyes rolled back inside my head as the inevitable happened.
I came.
I came so hard that my hips bucked up, pushing her all the way up off of her knees and suspending her in the air as I did.
Hot pulses of my release poured into her, filling her up so full that it would take days to get me out of her.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, I chanted in my head.
My ass hit the cool cushion once again as my cock continued to twitch.
She slumped limply on top of me, her hot, panting breaths on the skin of my neck.
Catching the blankets that’d somehow gotten thrown to the ground by my hand, I pulled it up and over us once again, covering our semi-nakedness just in case, on the off chance, someone happened to see.
And I’d done it just in time, too, because not a few minutes later, the bartender that’d been down below us crested the top of the stairs.
He looked at us, squinting to see past the shadows, saw nothing, and then moved on.
My belly loosened, and I lifted my hand to tangle in Audrey’s hair.
As sanity that I’d lost over the last half hour we’d been in our own little world returned, so did my doubts and fears.
“Audrey,” I whispered.
“I’m okay.”
Relief loosened my body to the point of Jell-O.
“I think I had a mild heart attack,” I told her bluntly, turning my head to brush my lips over her ear.
She started to laugh, then placed a small kiss on the side of my neck.
“Thank you, Fender.”
I pulled her head back so she could see my eyes.
“Don’t call me Fender, please,” I growled, dropping a kiss to her lips.
When I pulled back, her eyes were open, and they were filled with laughter.
She sighed. “Okay, I guess. How about Toabs?”
I shook my head. “Toby?”
I paused. “Only Leida calls me Toby, but I guess I could stand you calling me that.”
She hummed in happiness, and I finally groaned and shifted our bodies.
“You’re going to have to catch our…stuff,” I hesitated. “The tight band of your bathing suit bottoms is cutting off the circulation to the left side of my cock.”
Her eyes widened.
“I’m on birth control,” she blurted.
A wave of sadness rolled through me, but I quickly pushed that away.
Kids weren’t on my five-year plan. In fact, they weren’t even on my seven-year plan.
I had eight more good years in the Alabama Highway Patrol before I could think about a family—or at least kids. But the thought of Audrey carrying my child was enough to make my dick hard all over again.
Lifting my hand when she shifted, I quickly pulled my shorts up over my soaked cock, grimacing when I realized that I’d just gotten semen all over the inside of my shorts that I had planned to wear tomorrow.